As Mal stepped back onto the bridge of Serenity the next morning, he heard a heated conversation taking place exclusively in Chinese between his mechanic, Kaylee, and his Pilot, Wash.

He turned the corner just in time to see Kaylee slap something out of Wash's hand. Mal caught it just before it whapped him on the nose. It was a small plastic dinosaur. Mal only had time to roll his eyes and think : Not again.

"You know damn well that there's a crack in the port extender. Do you know what will happen to Serenity if things get any worse?" Kaylee hollered in Wash's face.

Wash, for his part was trying to keep a litle humor in the mix, but, Mal knew that it was not the kind of thing that Kaylee would appreciate as much as the rest of them would. At least they had stopped yelling at each other in Chinese. Knowing these two people as well as he did, he knew that when Mandarin snuck into their speech, it was usually when they were both very nervous, or very angry.

"Yes I do. We'll all likely die. Or spin in circles. Whichever's funnier as God seems to think things going around in circles is funny."

Kaylee, whose frown deepened as Wash said this stared at him for a second, turned to her tool bag a grabbed a large torque wrench. Wash must have really upset her, because she had stopped talking, and was about to threaten him with one of her favorite tools.

Mal stepped in between them, even though he knew that Kaylee would never hit anyone with that wrench. The wrench was too expensive.

"I no longer officially care what this fight here is about. What I do care about is whether or not we can make it to our mysterious destination. Kaylee?"

Kaylee Frye, never taking her eyes off Wash, who had comically hidden behind Mal at this point, lowered the torque wrench and began to talk to the captain.

"Its his fault, Cap'n. He knows there's a crack in one of the extenders, and he knows that most of the grav booster's wiring is in there, and he's up here spinning bar